3/06/2004 | Share this article:sent in by Dena - aka, Heathenmom
Hi. I've been posting here for a couple of months now and thought I should add my story.
I went to church weekly while growing up. My mother was not especially religious, but would send my brother and I to Sunday School every week. My father was an abusive, alcoholic who only became religious when he'd preach at us while sloppy drunk. I tell you all of this, so that you know why I ended up falling so hard for all of the things I heard at church -- I desperately needed something and I found it in the Baptist Church.
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